The Urn
Part 02
Part 02
A couple
days later Cassandra was setting up her cozy little apartment.
She had put the necessities away and now it was time for the fun
part, decorating. She pulled pictures of her friends and family
out of the boxes and carefully unwrapped them from the
newspapers. She though about how perfectly the black frames would
match her urn turned vase. She went to grab it from the kitchen
counter where she left it. She picked it up and brought it back
to her living room and set it on her book case in the middle of
the pictures. She really loved the way they looked together;
maybe some bright flowers would look really good in there too.
She went to her bedroom and grabbed some fake pink flowers she
knew she had and went back to the living room.
She grabbed the urn from its spot on the shelf and lifts up the lid and went to put the flowers in. She stopped just in time to see the urn was full of ashes. Real human ashes. She dropped the flower and almost dropped the urn also, but that would have made thing even worse. She slammed the lid back down onto the urn and put it on the table and backed away and just stared at it.
‘What the hell am I going to do with that?’ Cassandra thought to herself. She was clueless. She now noticed the name engraved on the side of it, Maggie Rose Coleman.
She grabbed the urn from its spot on the shelf and lifts up the lid and went to put the flowers in. She stopped just in time to see the urn was full of ashes. Real human ashes. She dropped the flower and almost dropped the urn also, but that would have made thing even worse. She slammed the lid back down onto the urn and put it on the table and backed away and just stared at it.
‘What the hell am I going to do with that?’ Cassandra thought to herself. She was clueless. She now noticed the name engraved on the side of it, Maggie Rose Coleman.
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